[ Medb is so tired. She wants to go home. She wants to go back to the warmth of the beach where things were so much easier for her, where she is loved and adored just by existing, and even the appearance of Cu Chulainn barely startles her out of it.
It's almost like a far off dream, even with all four of them frothing at the mouth like that. ]
They're— They shouldn't be them.
[ But Medb sounds so weak and tired and there isn't nearly as much conviction in her voice as there usually is.
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It's almost like a far off dream, even with all four of them frothing at the mouth like that. ]
They're— They shouldn't be them.
[ But Medb sounds so weak and tired and there isn't nearly as much conviction in her voice as there usually is.
She struggles to stand again. ]